and Voices, carry

 

 

 

A Kiss,  from A Rose

(  on nine inch nails  )

  

 

 

*

            *        *

                these Scars,

                etched on My Heart,

               were left,  by Thorns,  that

             pierced Our Savior’s fevered Brow,

      as He,  Once stood,  upon a Cross,  of Wood,

and sighed,  “ if They knew Then,  All that I know,  Now ” . . .

 

 

 

 

 from Book II,  The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Twelfth DoveTale – The Children of The Clouds

 

 

 

 

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